Hong Kong, Sham Shui Po District, Stone Kip Mei Bei Guan Estate.
In a narrow and dimly lit room, a thin and handsome young man was staring at the yellow ceiling in a daze.
The young man's name was Xu Hao, and he had just graduated from Hua Ming High School.
Originally, Xu Hao was just an ordinary office worker in Xia country. He did not expect that after taking a nap, he would accidentally transmigrate to Hong Kong in the 1980s.
However, this Hong Kong wasn't the same Hong Kong from the previous world.
Instead, it was a multi-dimensional world that integrated countless Hong Kong films and television.
Here, Lei Luo, Hao Limp, Hongxing, and He Lian Sheng were all real.
In the 1980s, the 500 million yuan Inspector Lei Luo's empire had just ended. It was an era full of conflicts and opportunities.
Some people died on the streets, while others became rich overnight.
This was the darkest era, but also the best era.
"Since God has given me a chance to start over, there's no reason not to give it a try.”
Xu Hao's blood was still boiling. He walked straight to the sandbag in the corner.
In this era, without a prominent background, one could only compete with others in ruthlessness.
If one wanted to stand out, one would not be able to do so without a strong body of martial arts.
When his fist hit the sandbag, a crisp sound rang out in his mind.
Beep! Tycoon System activated!
You have received a novice gift bag!
Hearing the voice in his mind, Xu Hao's eyes became extremely hot.
With the system, he had nothing to worry about.
No!
Not just to stand out.
He wanted to be the tycoon of Hong Kong!
"Open the newbie gift bag."
Excited, Xu Hao opened the newbie gift bag.
Beginner Gift Pack unlocked. You have received a fist skill: Bajiquan (Grandmaster)
[Hint: Skill levels are divided into Beginner, Master, Greater, Master, and Grandmaster. You can increase the skill level by practicing or using reputation points. One reputation point will give you one skill experience point.]
After seeing the notification, Xu Hao began to check his attributes.
[Host: Xu Hao]
[Strength: 28 (Normal: 10)]
[Speed: 24 (10 for normal people)]
[Defense: 20 (10 for normal people)]
[Spirit: 26 (10 for normal people)]
[Skill: Bajiquan (Grandmaster)]
After obtaining the grandmaster-level Eight Extremities Fist Technique, Xu Hao's physical fitness had also improved, far surpassing that of ordinary people.
"Wen has Taiji to stabilize the world, and Wu has the Eight Extremes to stabilize the universe.”
"This grandmaster-level Bajiquan is the capital for me to settle down and make a name for myself.”
The strength of a grandmaster level Bajiquan was already comparable to a generation of grandmasters like Huo Yuanjia and Ye Wen.
If he were to deal with those unarmed ordinary hooligans, it would not be a problem for him to beat up dozens of them.
"Next, I have to consider how to make a name for myself and establish my own power.”
Xu Hao said softly. If he wanted to make a name for himself, he couldn't do it alone.
He had to gather a group of people loyal to him.
Just as Xu Hao was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door.
"He's here!"
Xu Hao answered and ran over to open the door.
Xu Hao was stunned when he saw the person outside the door.
Outside the door, a tough man in his late twenties was holding a bag in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
"Why? You don't recognize me after not seeing me for a while?”
The man said and walked in.
"No... No, I don't."
Xu Hao turned around and returned.
This man was Tan Yaowen, Xu Hao's cousin.
When he saw the familiar face, a lot of information about Tan Yaowen appeared in Xu Hao's mind.
Tan Yaowen of Heng Ji's Xiao generation, Heng Ji's number one fierce person, and also Heng Ji's Double Red Stick.
He had helped Heng Ji conquer the entire Yaumatei District and swept through more than ten clubs in one night.
However, that was a matter for later.
Yaowen had yet to rise to power and was just a small gangster leader in Heng Ji.
"Here, I bought your favorite Roast Goose Rice.”
Tan Yaowen put down the bag and took out a serving of Roast Goose Rice from it and handed it to Xu Hao.
"Thank you, Big Boss Wen."
Xu Hao thanked him and sat down immediately. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
After practicing for so long, he was already hungry.
"What Big Boss Wen? Call me cousin.”
His subordinates all called him Big Boss Wen, but he didn't like Xu Hao calling him by the name of the underworld.
Xu Hao didn't say anything and just ate.
While Xu Hao was eating, Tan Yaowen was sizing up Xu Hao's room.
"Hey, now that Auntie is no longer around, what are your plans for the future?”
Xu Hao's mother was a dancer. A few months ago, she was knocked down and ran into the street. In the end, she was killed by a car.
Even his mother didn't know who his father was.
Xu Hao could be said to be all alone now.
"I don't know. I'll rest for two days first and then find a job.”
Xu Hao buried his head and continued eating.
Yaowen nodded.
"Find a job and live a down-to-earth life. It doesn't matter how much you earn. What's important is to be at ease and happy.”
"Just don't come out like me.”
Yaowen looked at the sandbag again.
He was most worried that Xu Hao would be like him.
In this era, many young people in Hong Kong had no background and were not good at studying.
However, he was walking this path now. He knew how difficult it was.
Therefore, he did not want Xu Hao to repeat his mistakes.
"What's wrong with coming out?"
"Look at how mighty you are now. Everyone on the street has to call you Big Boss Wen.”
Xu Hao knew what Yaowen was thinking, but he could not help but tease him.
"Throwing, you young people only see the majestic side. You'll be selectively blind when you're being chased and beaten.”
"Young and dangerous, they are short mules. They are worried about being caught by the police and being chopped by others. Every night, they put a knife under their pillow when they sleep.”
"In short, no matter what you do, it's best if you don't come out.”
Yaowen warned Xu Hao earnestly.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I still have something to do.”
"You can use this money first.”
Tan Yaowen didn't say much. He left the 1,000 yuan and left.
Xu Hao smiled as he watched Yaowen leave.
People could only see who was truly good to them when they were at their lowest.
Yaowen was willing to support him at this time and even gave him money.
Although it wasn't much, he still appreciated it.
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